Building the sandcastle. I never understood why the other kind existed. It confused me even when I was very very young. I tried the 'other' kind, knocking down stuff when someone else was building it in an effort to understand, but when the 'builder' looked at me with that look of betrayel, sadness and disbelief it only reaffirmed my lack of understanding "WHY the fudge do kids DO that crap?"

> Building the sandcastle. I never understood> why the other kind existed. It confused me> even when I was very very young. > I tried the 'other' kind, knocking down stuff> when someone else was building it in an effort> to understand, but when the 'builder' looked> at me with that look of betrayel, sadness> and disbelief it only reaffirmed my lack> of understanding "WHY the fudge do kids DO> that crap?"

It's not just kids who enjoy tearing down what others have built, raining on parades and setting out to prevent others from enjoying life or achieving their dreams. It's easier to tear down than to build up and I think people who are weak and unhappy enjoy ripping happiness away from other people, as though they are the hoggers of happiness. It's more understandable when confused or unhappy kids do it than when adults do it. The kids are just acting out.

Both. I like doing constructive things like that and I often do such things (literally and metaphorically). But I am also a bit naughty - whenever I see someone building something needlessly elaborate (literally and metaphorically), I am sorely tempted to mess it up. I rarely given in to the temptation, but sometimes I just cannot resist teasing people.